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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6254361 | She wanted--what some people want throughout life--a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy. | Nathaniel Hawthorne | ||
| 5184700 | I am a time being. Do you know what a time being is? Well, if you give me a moment, I will tell you. A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be. | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| 1801481 | It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way. | war | Cormac McCarthy | |
| bad1e35 | You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it. | inspirational meditative | Annie Dillard | |
| 2d0df6b | To be left alone on the tightrope of youthful unknowing is to experience the excruciating beauty of full freedom and the threat of eternal indecision. | Maya Angelou | ||
| eef3e84 | I finally figured out that I'm solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won't go away. It doesn't matter where I am, or how alone--I always have such a crowded head. | Charles de Lint | ||
| bb0e490 | Maybe," he said hesitantly, "maybe there is a beast." [...] "What I mean is, maybe it's only us." | William Golding | ||
| 266e73f | It's funny. When we were alive we spent much of our time staring up at the cosmos and wondering what was out there. We were obsessed with the moon and whether we could one day visit it. The day we finally walked on it was celebrated worldwide as perhaps man's greatest achievement. But it was while we were there, gathering rocks from the moon's desolate landscape, that we looked up and caught a glimpse of just how incredible our own planet w.. | earth moon space | Jon Stewart | |
| 187d9c4 | No story has power, nor will it last, unless we feel in ourselves that it is true and true of us. | John Steinbeck | ||
| cb56a04 | Was life nothing more than a storm that constantly washed away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable? | Arthur Golden | ||
| 7b46e9c | If you're looking for the full deal, the till-death deal, then look at me. No one's ever going to love you, stick by you, understand how you work the way I do. (Malcolm Kavanaugh) | love | Nora Roberts | |
| c16ab13 | The wounded recognized the wounded. | wounded | Nora Roberts | |
| 57204db | I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time. | Charles Dickens | ||
| 3cde23d | But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays. | Truman Capote | ||
| 0833b17 | You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 91f190a | Don't leave me here alone! It's your Sam calling. Don't go where I can't follow! Wake up, Mr. Frodo! | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| df00ac7 | At the hill's foot Frodo found Aragorn, standing still and silent as a tree; but in his hand was a small golden bloom of elanor, and a light was in his eyes. He was wrapped in some fair memory: and as Frodo looked at him he knew that he beheld things as they had been in this same place. For the grim years were removed from the face of Aragorn, and he seemed clothed in white, a young lord fall and fair; and he spoke words in the Elvish tongu.. | elvish elves farewell | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 0242654 | Those were happier days, when there was still close friendship at times between folk of different race, even between Dwarves and Elves.' It was not the fault of the Dwarves that the friendship waned,' said Gimli. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 0c70ec8 | To live a spiritual life we must first find the courage to enter into the desert of our loneliness and to change it by gentle and persistent efforts into a garden of solitude. The movement from loneliness to solitude, however, is the beginning of any spiritual life because it it is the movement from the restless senses to the restful spirit,l from the outward-reaching cravings to the inward-reaching search, from the fearful clinging to the .. | Henri J.M. Nouwen | ||
| 5a3e1c4 | If you don't pay appropriate attention to what has your attention, it will take more of your attention than it deserves. | David Allen | ||
| 85d7b32 | He possessed the power. He held it in his hand. A power stronger than the power of money or the power of terror or the power of death: the invincible power to command the love of mankind. There was only one thing that power could not do: it could not make him able to smell himself. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 177bd11 | I didn't remember what month that was, or what year even. I only knew the memory lived in me, a perfectly encapsulated morsel of a good past, a brushstroke of color on the gray, barren canvas that our lives had become. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 7187493 | It is so difficult - at least, I find it difficult - to understand people who speak the truth. | understanding truth | E. M. Forster | |
| d4e379d | Doctors?" said Ron, looking startled. "Those Muggle nutters that cut people up?" | muggles ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| c25df5f | Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human --" "THEN -- I -- DON'T -- WANT -- TO -- BE -- HUMAN!" Harry roared." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 66b535c | As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle apeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected sadly, were living proof. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 6853390 | But some part of him realized, even as he fought to break free from Lupin, that Sirius had never kept him waiting before. . . . Sirius had risked everything, always, to see Harry, to help him. . . . If Sirius was not reappearing out of that archway when Harry was yelling for him as though his life depended on it, the only possible explanation was that he could not come back. . . . That he really was . . . | sirius-black | J.K. Rowling | |
| 563e1fd | Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.. | grief song phoenix-lament terrible | J.K. Rowling | |
| 6152550 | I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| 8f47798 | Life is too short to waste time on books that end badly | Jayne Ann Krentz | ||
| 06908d6 | When we die, these are the stories still on our lips. The stories we'll only tell strangers, someplace private in the padded cell of midnight. These important stories, we rehearse them for years in our head but never tell. These stories are ghosts, bringing people back from the dead. Just for a moment. For a visit. Every story is a ghost. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| b6a4031 | You may not feel outstandingly robust, but if you are an average-sized adult you will contain within your modest frame no less than 7 X 10^18 joules of potential energy--enough to explode with the force of thirty very large hydrogen bombs, assuming you knew how to liberate it and really wished to make a point. | matter physics | Bill Bryson | |
| 912fae7 | Defeat is for the valiant. Only they will know the honour of losing and the joy of winning I am not here to tell you that defeat is a part of life: we all know that. Only the defeated know Love. Because it is in the realm of love that we fight our first battles - and generally lose. I am here to tell you that there are people who have never been defeated. They are the ones who never fought. They managed to avoid scars, humiliations, fee.. | defeat doubt god life love scar humiliation denial helplessness victory honour valiant | Paulo Coelho | |
| e9e6827 | Love doesn't need to be discussed; it has its own voice and speaks for itself. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 6141ef8 | It's Dorian, by the way. Not 'Your Highness'." "Very Well." "Say it." "Say what?" "Say my name. Say, 'Very well, Dorian'." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ff53bf9 | Her magic sent him sprawling, and it then hurled into Rhysand again - so hard that his head cracked against the stones and the knife dropped from his splayed fingers. No one made a move to help him, and she struck him once more with her power. The red marble splintered where he hit it, spiderwebbing toward me. With wave after wave she hit him. Rhys groaned. "Stop," I breathed, blood filling my mouth as I strained a hand to reach her feet. ".. | the-bond freyre rhysand rhys | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5a68218 | She was the heir of fire. She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ef5cf66 | I cannot pretend I am without fear. But my predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved; I have been given much and I have given something in return; I have read and traveled and thought and written. I have had an intercourse with the world, the special intercourse of writers and readers. Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous priv.. | gratitude life love inspirational oliver-sacks thinking | Oliver Sacks | |
| 55216b4 | There it was before her - life. Life: she thought but she did not finish her thought. She took a look at life, for she had a clear sense of it there, something real, something private, which she shared neither with her children nor with her husband. A sort of transaction went on between them, in which she was on one side, and life was on another, and she was always trying to get the better of it, as it was of her; and sometimes they parleye.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 16c6108 | Love comes like lightning, and disappears the same way. If you are lucky, it strikes you right. If not, you'll spend your life yearning for a man you can't have. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 02ed734 | I don't know why it is that I have always been happier thinking of somewhere I have been or wanted to go, than where I am at the time. I find it difficult to be happy in the present. | Pat Conroy | ||
| ee86dd7 | Isn't it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before; like the larks in this country, that have been singing the same five notes over for thousands of years. | life | Willa Cather | |
| 29e1d51 | Alexa and the other guests, and perhaps even Georgina, all understood the fleeing from war, from the kind of poverty that crushed human souls, but they would not understand the need to escape from the oppressive lethargy of choicelessness. They would not understand why people like him who were raised well fed and watered but mired in dissatisfaction, conditioned from birth to look towards somewhere else, eternally convinced that real lives .. | nigeria immigration race | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | |
| 9ca56a3 | To be a poet is to have a soul so quick to discern, that no shade of quality escapes it, and so quick to feel, that discernment is but a hand playing with finely-ordered variety on the chords of emotion--a soul in which knowledge passes instantaneously into feeling, and feeling flashes back as a new organ of knowledge. | poetry | George Eliot |